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letra de talking crazy - ete macs

[verse: babyfxce e & ete macs]
go to the crib and grab my strap, i feel lack without it
oh, you ain’t heard ’bout babyfxce? go ask about me
even if mines ain’t on my hip, i got a strap around me
put the gun up in the safe and then i throw the stash around it
i can spend 10k at saks and go laugh about it
i just pulled like 200k out of public housing
your b-tch around me, i f-ck spouses
i keep pourin’ this sh-t by the ounces
n-ggas really crazy if they think that they can stop us
i ain’t talkin’ harley davidson, but we ridin’ around with choppers
twenty, thirty, forty-dollar eighthy, n-gga, we got options
if you slide down my block, then you must ain’t got no logic
b-tch, i got my check up, so i went to the doctor
used to trap in high school, had a zip in the locker
now i teach swipe school, n-gga, four hundred dollars
n-gga took the right move, now it’s bands on arrival
bands on arrival, we got money on the way
ten thousand up in cash, don’t like money in the bank
lot of dog sh-t around, i won’t f-ck her if she stank
she done topped me real good, almost spilled the drank
real demons in the shop, workin’ six to eight
bro a demon with the pop, pourin’ six in eights
lil’ b-tch let me f-ck, she ain’t know my name
i get racks and get high, you should do the same
widebody scat, traction off, swervin’ lane to lane
it’s babyfxce with an x, finna put it on a chain
she can suck d-ck and she loyal, put her in the gang
n-gga said he talkin’ old money, n-gga, that’s my age
my n-gga hit the road, then he came back with a plastic ten
brodie f-ckin’ with them codes, he just got another package in
he want p-ssy over money, had to ask him what bag he in
ran up quiet, dog shook on a plastic tip
[outro: babyfxce e]
dumb-ass boys
it’s with an x, n-gga
fxce

- ete macs

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